FlameCube64 (feat. Nick Prosper)

Aye, damn, aye, woah, wow

Aye, shout out byou$, man, aye, wow, aye

Skeet, skeet, skeet-skeet

Woah, aye

Hundred-hundred-hundred gram blunt, aye

Bitches by the bunch, aye

Pullin' up, 30 inch glistenin' on a lexus truck

I'm so rare, bitch, I'm shinin' like a flare, aye

Catch me up the fair

With a tumblr bitch, hold my dick not my hand, damn, aye

Hundred thousand bullets in a desert eagle, damn, aye

Why your bitch come back twice like a fuckin' sequel?

Macho man with the fuckin' flex, aye (with the fuckin' flex)

Proteine in my blunt, I do it best

Hundred grams of the boof in my ziplock, damn, aye

Smokin' with your bitch, then we hopscotch, damn, aye

Playin' operation on both of my wrists like damn, aye

You can't sit with us, you is not my mans, aye

All white limousine mercedes in my hands, aye

Clean like helvetica, you is comic sans, aye

I just need the wi-fi, I don't need no wifey

I be in your hood, just sippin' on this ice tea, damn

Aye, damn, aye

Woah, wow, okay

Alright